Rise of the Rejected Luna - Chapter 145

Chapter 145: _Worse Than A Monster

(Warning: Mature Content and disturbing graphics Ahead)

Sylvia couldn’t move or do anything as I plunged my length into Mera.

All she could do was silently sob, unable to make much noise thanks to my spell on her. The feeling of having total control over both their lives was an exhilarating feeling that I didn’t realize how much I missed.

Meanwhile, Mera’s body shivered with a mix of pleasure and pain as I plunged into her. A soft moan came out of her mouth but I placed a hand over her mouth, shushing her.

“Shh. I know you can’t get enough of me already. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t be stingy with the pleasure I’m giving you.” I whispered into her ears, bringing out my fangs.

Without warning, I used my fangs to graze her neck, causing her to whimper.

My wolf howled inside me. That horny little bastard. He rarely ever shows himself except during moments when I’m being sexual.

It was hard having a wolf that was doomed to never have a mate.

Anyway, I brought my hands to both of Mera’s legs, spreading them wide, giving me more space to plunge into her.

Each grunt, each moan, each silent cry only fueled my desire to ease myself of the pent-up sexual tension.

Sylvia’s silent sobs behind us were music to my ears, like a round of applause from an audience praising my superb performance.

“You wanna join, love?” I swerved my head back to Sylvia, teasing her with a wink.

She closed her eyes, trying to move her head a little and look away but it was futile. She was paralyzed, bound to my spell. Bound to watch.

As I continued fucking Mera, my eyebrows furrowed into a frown as images of my night with Phoebe flashed through my head.

It was then that I realized something… This wasn’t the usual me.

Before Phoebe, I wouldn’t bother forcing someone to have sex with me. I considered that beneath me, even though I had the power.

But when I saw Kaene and Phoebe being intimate and got turned on… Something snapped.

I realized that my intrigue for Phoebe was beyond that. I wanted to fuck her in every sense of the word.

I wanted to have her underneath me. I wanted to have her screaming my name until the whole city and beyond knew of ‘Negan Lockwood. ‘

But WHY? Why this weird obsession for a woman who was merely a pawn in my plans? Why was I abusing my abilities and fucking this maid?

Fuck it. I couldn’t care less.

This bitch, Mera, was insignificant in my eyes anyway.

Just then, I fixed my gaze back on her and used my hands to caress her breasts, playing around with them and just letting myself release all the pent-up frustration on them.

“How does it feel?” I whispered, grinning more at myself than her.

The girl arched her back, looking toward the sky. Soon enough, she released a soft moan, bringing her hands to my chest and getting lost in the pleasure.

My charms were still on her but deep down, she also wanted this. I didn’t know whether to find that hot or to be turned off.

Biting my bottom lip, I grabbed her legs and raised them, positioning myself closer to her pussy before ramming into her with everything in me.

I was getting closer to the edge, but not quite there yet. I needed something to stimulate my arousal.

And then it happened… I thought about Phoebe again. This time, I didn’t brush the thought aside and held onto it, biting my lips and grunting as I finally got to the point of no return in a matter of a few minutes.

Before I could reach a climax, Mera moaned, her orgasm covering my dick with its warmth.

I slid out of her, cumming on her stomach while digging claws into her legs.

She cried, whimpering and shuddering as I sighed satisfactorily.

Well… That was something.

“Congratulations on barely satisfying me, love,” I smirked, using my right hand to pat the girl on her cheeks.

She flinched from my touch, the tears that trickled down her eyes telling me that my charms had worn off.

I let go of her legs, standing up and adjusting my belt.

However, just before I could tidy myself up, Mera sneered. “Y– You raped me!”

Suddenly, a howl escaped her mouth, and she shifted into a grey-furred wolf before my eyes. She lunged at me, her claws and teeth aiming for my chest.

Unfortunately for her, she wasn’t fast enough. Not after what I did to her.

I sent a backhand slap to her jaw, causing her to whimper in pain as she hurtled through the air, landing in the pond on the other side of the garden.

I stared at her as she struggled to get up from the pond, my expression stoic.

“Take it as me making use of a corpse.” I blurted before stretching out my hands.

I muttered a spell before clenching them into fists. I wasn’t proud of what I’d just done, not because I felt guilt.

Oh, no, no, no… That wasn’t it.

I wasn’t proud because I’d stooped so low to force myself on a pure-blood werewolf of all things.

All because of HER.

Anyway, my spell caused Mera to rise from the pond, her body slowly shifting back into her human form.

Her naked body dripped with water, her braid covering her face from my view.

“You two were already corpses from the moment I set my eyes on you. Nothing personal.” I shrugged, making a hand gesture that caused Mera to float to me.

When she got in front of me, I didn’t waste any time, bringing out the claws of my right hand and plunging it into her chest, causing her blood to spray on my face.

She gasped in pain, unable to scream due to all the stress her body had already endured. But I ignored that, pulling out her bloody beating heart before conjuring flames to incinerate it into ash.

Mera’s lifeless body fell to the ground, her friend squealing and sobbing weakly behind me.

I stared coldly at Mera’s lifeless body for a few seconds before swerving my head to Sylvia, my lips curling up into a cold grin.

“Y– You’re a monster!” Sylvia screamed all of a sudden, taking me by surprise.

It seems the spell I placed on her was beginning to wear off. No matter…

“Oh, love.” I shook my head, walking toward her with a menacing look in my eyes, my bloody claws glistening under the moonlight. “I’m much worse than that.”